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Chapter 3: Dating Diaries

Crystal finally finished her homework, even the essay that was due a week after. She wanted to keep herself busy from spying on Corey and Freddy. Corey warned her about a good ten times to not spy or else he would.... Well, he didn't say, but she respected his wishes.

She headed up and went to her washroom for snacks. A thing she got from Corey. When the 'rents took the healthy strike, Corey would hide junk food in his washroom and Brooke, Crystal and Corey would all eat in his washroom. It was one of the few times they all shared together as siblings. She tried to turn the knob, but it wouldn't turn. Well, the door had been closed since she was there, but she never knew it was locked.

"Uh, is anyone in the washroom?" She asked dumbly.

"Of course dweeb!" No doubt, it was Brooke.

"Ah, mind telling me why you're in my washroom?" Crystal put her hands on her hips.

"Getting ready for a date, so I'm going to be here all day honey, until Trent comes.... He's so hot." Brooke said dreamily.

"As much as I am enjoying this talk, I would like to ask, what's wrong with your washroom?"

"Yours had better lights." Brooke yelled in an almost obvious tone.

"Yeah, that's because I added them." Crystal rolled her eyes and made her way to Corey's room. She decided just to eat his snacks. He did after all, have all the Crunchies.

She opened the door to his washroom and saw the weirdest thing ever.

"What are you guys doing?" She asked. Corey had shaving cream all over his chin and Freddy had a razor.

"Shaving....." Corey threw some shaving cream at her. She picked the foam , smelt it and wiped it on Freddy.

"With whipped cream? Yeah......, Freddy, I don't think he hit that stage yet." Crystal patted him on the shoulder, but he nudged her.

"Don't tell him that........ make him feel confident..... an ego thing." Freddy whispered into her ear and she nodded.

"Freddy said I did." Corey folded his arms.

"Let me take a closer look..... Oh there, I see it." Crystal lied.

"So, why are you here anyway?" Freddy asked as he cleaned off the shaving cream she wiped on him.

She went into the cabinet and grabbed a box. "For this." She opened the top and he saw more candies than he ever had collected on Halloween when he was smaller.

Corey decided he wanted Crystal to stay. He wanted a girls perspective on guys and everything. So, they stayed there eating chocolate and talking about guys and girls.

"How about dating? I found this girl that I like....."

"Aww... how cute." Crystal smiled, but got a glare from Corey and a laugh from Freddy.

"What do I do? I know she likes me...but....."

"But what? You're headed for a homerun. Good job, kiddo. I don't even think you need my help." Freddy smiled at Corey.

"No- I do, I really do......I know how to ask her out....... But, it's just, what do I do? I'm going to be a nervous wreck on that date." Corey sighed and sat on the floor.

"That date? Did you ask her out already?" Crystal inquired.

"Yes, that's why I need help. How were your first dates?"

"Okay." Freddy cocked his head.

"Great." Crystal looked up with dreamy eyes.

"What's got your sister so buzzed?" Freddy questioned Corey quietly.

"I don't know. Crystal, what was so great about it?"

"Everything. We went to the movies..... we got soaked and then we-"

"Children in the room." Freddy covered Corey's ears.

"Shut up Freddy." She threw a roll of toilet paper at his head.

"Then what happened?" Corey asked.

"Well.... I got my first kiss. It was great. Corey, when you get there, you're going to know exactly what to do." She winked at him.

"How?" Corey said exasperated.

"Because, Freddy and I are going to be right there behind you.... You just won't see us... but you'll hear us.... Literally."

"Us? He will?"

"Yes, he will." She smacked Freddy on the head.

"You will." Freddy massaged his head, "So, where you headed for this date, kid?"

"The movies..."

"Oh, man, you're headed for sleepville with those chick flicks. Don't worry, we'll be on ear pieces so we'll be screaming for you to stay awake." Freddy laughed, while Crystal glared at him.

"Not all girls like chick flicks." She defended the female race......not really, but she was sometimes touchy on the subject.

"Here we go again." Freddy shook his head, while Crystal playfully hit him on the arm.

"Well, dinner time is up. You staying, Freddy?" Corey stood up.

"Nah, I have some work to be catching up on. See ya guys. See you at school Crystal."

"Unfortunately." Crystal muttered and felt a toilet paper roll contact her head. She looked up and before he left he gave the smirk that probably made the girls melt.

Dinner proceeded and Crystal just discussed the CBS. Mrs. Matthews suggested Crystal should stand up for herself, but Crystal declined the offer currently because well, her face looked fine and she didn't want it to be smashed into pulp. If that happened, Mr. Matthews, who was a plastic surgeon, offered to help. Of course, he was joking though.

Crystal dragged herself upstairs and changed into her usual pajamas: Belly tank top and short shorts. Beside the electric guitar (Fender), was a normal guitar. Her father gave it to her. It was in different colors, hippy style. That was a nickname she had. Hippy. Listening to oldies....... Lots of oldies and having the sunglasses, headband, extreme bell bottoms, etc. Just a little phase. 'Was I really that gay?' She asked herself. She shrugged it off and went to the balcony.

She played for a while and sang to a song her mother and father made up when she was about nine or ten. She used to sing it to Corey when he was a baby.

"'Cause you gave me peace at a time of war,

healed my wounds, when they seemed bitterly sore.

I would look at you and wonder why,

How someone so little could change my life.

So, I want you to know how much I care,

And no one else could ever compare.

You made me realize I have much more,

Than all the things I wanted before."

She stopped singing, but continued playing. When she turned around, she saw Freddy at his balcony writing.

"You, Freddy Jones, can write?" Crystal said, pretending to be surprised while she received a glare from Freddy.

"Gee, I was trying to be friendly but I guess you like dominating that. Oh, nice homework there." She rolled her eyes, ready to head up inside.

"I said I was going to catch up on some work. I didn't say homework. In plus, can't people do their work outside?"

"Not in less they're intently stalking their next door neighbor, I don't think so."

"Fine. If you don't think I'm doing work, why don't you come here and see." Freddy tried to prove.

"Ha, yeah right." Crystal waved her hand in the air, in a 'I don't think so' kind of way.

"Yeah, you're probably scared of heights." Freddy scratched his head.

"I am not. Fine, I'll jump over, but only for a minute." She rested her guitar on her chair and stood on her bar, took the giant stride on Freddy's bar and jumped safely on his balcony floor, with the help of Freddy, who held out his hand for support.

He held out the papers and she nodded her head through each one, seeing as it was music sheets and lyrics. She got to the last paper and she immediately smacked him on the head, muttering "stalker", while Freddy laughed. He copied the lyrics she sang and drew her sitting on her chair with her legs extended onto the bar, guitar resting on the stretched legs with her hand strumming the strings. She also had thorns coming out of her head, signaling she was a devil.

"What? I couldn't resist." Freddy laughed, while she smirked. She took the pen out of his hand and drew Freddy, only he was skinny, wearing a bikini, and looked mighty wimpy.

"Hey! That doesn't even look like me. Look at these." He flexed his muscles and she had to admit, they were actually- real!

"I never expected you to use steroids......." Crystal shook her head while Freddy smacked her lightly on the arm.

"Well, I better head over. Anyways, I'll be the bigger man- I mean person and give it a try: What'd ya say? Truce?" She stuck her hand out with a smirk.

He eyed her carefully before hesitantly taking out his. "Truce." He shook her hand, while they both had those unsure eyes that said 'You'll-screw-this-moment-first'.

She put her foot on the bar, but it slipped and she ended up backing into Freddy.

"Smooth move frea-"

"Ah, ah, ah. Truce, remember?" She reminded him as she turned around to look at him, but succeeding on falling on him again.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" he asked as he help her gain her balance, but she wasn't really concentrated on that. All she could hear was that annoying voice in her head: 'We have a shirtless Freddy. We have a semi-nude me on a shirtless Freddy.' 'Shut up!' She scolded that stupid conscience or voice thing to stop.

"No- um, whatever. Okay, I'll be leaving now." She took a giant step away from him and without trouble this time she stepped on the bar and balanced herself over to her balcony.

"'Night Crystal."

"Yeah, whatever." She stepped inside and just hit the sack, determined to sleep.

'Shirtless Freddy!' The voice would scream and she couldn't take it anymore! She took her pillow and screamed into it. She sighed and finally drifted into her sleep, but not before asking herself: 'What's wrong with me?'

Heheheheh! Sorry, Haley, my friend (the obsessive one!) wanted me to use my- ahem- experience in this story. The shirtless part happened to me with her brother on a sleepover..... he is hot.....okay, sorry, you probably don't want to hear my life story here...Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter! Thanks again for the reviews!

Anyway, about the story, I can't promise anything for you guys....... I can be very misleading.... Then again I can be very- ( am I annoying you?)..... anyway.... Let's just say, don't jump to conclusions and stuff 'cause I might just trick you! (Actually, I can't even trick my grandparents with magic tricks..... that's kinda sad... : ( )

Okay, I won't stall you from reading another fanfic story you might like..... See ya!

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